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She felt dizzy and sick, so sick, like the whole contents of her stomach were trying to push their way up her throat, which burned with the effort of trying to hold back unshed tears. She clutched onto the doorframe of Granny's and felt her nails dig painfully into the wood as she tried to stop her shaking knees from buckling. She was rooted to the spot unable to do anything but take in the heartbreaking scene in front of her.
Robin, her Robin sat at a table in the diner across from Marian, the coffee cups in front of them forgotten, as they talked lowly to each other. Their heads were bowed together and Robin was smiling warmly at her. It was Marian's face however, that made the knot in her stomach twist. She knew that look because it was the same way she herself looked at Robin.
Adoration.
Pure adoration, like she had been lost in the dessert for weeks and he was cool clear water. She saw that same look now in Marian's sparkling eyes as she gazed upon Regina's lover. She was relishing in his smile being directed at her. Regina herself was only too aware of the power that smile could have on a person and that paired with those eyes were able to make her feel weak and strong all at once. Marian would have been all too aware of that power too, after all he was her first love... as she was his and right now she looked happy to have his eyes and smile back on her.
Regina's breath hitched as she saw Robin place his hand over Marian's on the table, grasping her fingers, which made Marian beam at him in return. Her heart squeezed and she felt the raising panic in her chest as she felt him slipping away like grains of sand through her fingers. The sad thing was, no matter how happy she was, and she was so unbelievably happy with him, she'd always known in the back of her mind that this day would come, that the perfect family she now had with Robin, Henry and Roland would be snatched away from her, that he would realize he had made a huge mistake in choosing her and go back to his wife.
She supposed she should be grateful she had got the time she had with him. It had been four months since Marian had returned and he had chosen her. Four months since he found her in her office after she had run from Granny's, refusing to hear what she believed he would tell her, that his true love was back and he wanted to be with her once again. He had surprised her though and as soon as she had opened her office door he had swept her up into his arms and feverishly whispered into her ear over and over again to never run from him. She had struggled against his hold and told him to go back to his wife. She was willing to let him go for the sake of his and Roland's happiness but he had held her tight and told her that the only way he was able to be happy was if he was with her.
From that moment on, life had been blissful. He made her feel so loved and with him and their two boys she had finally found the family she had craved for so long.
She let out a small whimper as she saw them both stand and embrace, his arms wrapped around her shoulders as hers circled his waist. Her vision tunneled and all she could focus on was them, and the painful thudding of her heart as it slammed against her ribcage. She needed to leave before they spotted her because she couldn't bear to see the pity in his eyes as he told her in front of the whole town that he was leaving her. The residents of Storybrooke would love that, proof that The Evil Queen really couldn't be loved. Her legs wouldn't work though and she couldn't tear her eyes from her worst nightmare unfolding in front of her. She felt the heat rise in her cheeks along with her panic as her head began to pound, she was lost, no idea of what to do or how to get herself out of this situation and plagued by the terrible knowledge that the person she needed to be calmed by right now was the reason for her anxiety.
"You in or out, sister?"
The irritated voice behind her made her jump out of her skin and she gripped tighter to the doorframe to stop herself from stumbling. She glanced to Leroy's glaring face but she didn't even have the energy to glare at him in return, let alone give him a witty retort. Leroy's face went from irritated to confused, confused by the lack of a sassy retort his way. In his mind it was most likely the closest thing to concerned he could manage. Panic gripped her tighter at being caught in such a vulnerable position by the dwarf and her cheeks burnt in shame at her weakness. She felt trapped by Leroy's scrutinizing gaze and the pressure of the situation was making her feel like she was either going to break down into tears or magically blast him through the glass window of Granny's. Neither seemed like good options so she did the only thing she could think of. She lowered her eyes so she didn't have to see the dwarf's eyes on her any longer and waved her shaking hands over herself.
She left an even more confused looking Leroy alone outside the diner as she disappeared in a puff of purple smoke.
...
"Regina, you here?"
She startled slightly as she heard his voice ring out from downstairs, the sound of it for once gave her no comfort just dread as she tried her hardest to brace herself for what she was sure was coming. It had been half an hour since she had magically landed in her bedroom, sinking to the floor by her bed without even taking her coat off. That was where she had remained, knees drawn up to her chest and her head rested on her forearms as she cried silent tears. She had curled up like a wounded animal waiting for a killing blow to finish her off.
"Sweetheart, are you here?"
She let out a small whimper at the term of endearment; he used them a lot with her. 'Sweetheart', 'my love', even 'baby' in times of intense passion, she had put up some resistance at first, told him she had a name and they weren't love-sick teenagers. He carried on though regardless, and she would never admit it but she loved hearing him say them to her, she was going to miss that so much.
Her stomach twisted as she heard the creak of his boots on the stairs, she wanted to get up, wipe away her tears and look strong, maybe even break it off first before he had the chance to but she didn't have the energy. It was bad enough he was leaving her but it looked like she would have to see the pity in his eyes too as he saw just how broken his departure would leave her. Her mother was right, love was weakness.
She tensed but kept her head down as she heard the door to her bedroom open with a creak and his footsteps as he entered the room.
"There you are." He exclaimed cheerfully. "Did you not hear me calling y – "
His words were cut off and silence filled the room, she still didn't look up.
She startled slightly when she felt his hand thread in her hair and her eyes snapped up to meet his. She saw concern shining back in them and they widened as he took in her tear stained cheeks and trembling bottom lip, he clearly didn't realize she had seen him and Marian together.
"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" He asked her calmly, though she could hear the slight tinge of panic peaking through. "Is Henry ok?"
His hand stroked her hair back from her face before dropping to caress her damp cheek. She gave herself a moment to lean into the warmth of his hand before she spoke in a broken whisper.
"Please, if you're going to do it, just do it now. Don't make me wait for it. I can't handle it."
He frowned deeply at her words. God! He really didn't know what she was talking about, the panic rose again, she didn't want him to make her say it, she feared the words would get stuck in her throat, that she would choke on them.
"Do what Regina?" He asked in confusion.
She let out a small sob and dropped her eyes but he cupped her chin and lifted it so her eyes could meet his again. Another tear slipped down her cheek and he lifted his thumb to brush it away before whispering.
"Baby please, tell me what's wrong."
She bit her bottom lip hard, so hard she thought she was about to draw blood until his still damp thumb gently pulled it free from her teeth before gently running it back and forth over it. She forced herself to look him in the eyes, hoping that the guilt and realization in them when she uttered her next words would make it more real for her, help her accept it.
"You're going to leave me." She said in a broken whisper.
She heard his breath leave him in a whoosh as his hand dropped limply from her face. She felt instantly cold at the loss of his touch and she choked down a sob, it was something she was going to have to get used to, the absence of his touch that would be a pleasure now reserved for Marian only. She risked a glance to Robin and saw him staring at her blankly, it looked like the penny had still not dropped for him.
"Leave you?" He asked in confusion. "What on earth are you talking about Regina?"
She let out a bitter laugh but there was no humor in it. In fact the sound was bordering on hysterical. It looked like her fear was coming true and she was going to have to spell it out for him, she shouldn't have been surprised even when her life was about to crumble in front of her eyes she couldn't be granted a small mercy. She took a deep breath as she tried to gather the strength to say the words. Her voice was small even as she tried to make it sound strong.
"I saw you Robin. I saw you with Marian at Granny's. It's fine, I knew it was just a matter of time before you realized you had made a mistake picking me."
Her voice broke on the last words and she clenched her hands into fists, the bite of her nails into her palms grounded her enough to glance at him. She braced herself for his words, the final fatal blow.
His frown deepened as he took in her words, appearing to turn them over in his mind to make sense of them.
"You saw me with Marian at Granny's?" He asked her carefully. "But... Oh..."
He trailed off and Regina saw in his eyes that something had dawned on him when surprise filled them. She dropped her eyes unable to bear what she was sure she would see next, sadness, pity, guilt she didn't want to see any of it. If she had her way she would put her hands over her ears too, block his words and pretend it wasn't happening but that would be juvenile and she had to face facts sooner or later, best to get it over with. As soon as he left the sooner she could try to work out how to carry on without him.
She jumped in shock as she felt familiar arms wrap around her. She froze for a few moments when she felt his unexpected touch, which gave him the opportunity to lift her up and sit on their bed with her on his lap. She allowed herself just a moment to enjoy the feel of his arms around her, the warmth and security she felt before she reminded herself this was just pity and he was about to leave her.
She began to fight against him but he just wrapped his arms around her tighter bringing her closer to him. She weakly pounded on his chest as she carried on struggling but it was no use. She briefly thought about using magic to escape but with her emotions so heightened she was worried she would hurt him and even with how hurt she felt she didn't want that.
"Let me go." She screamed.
"No." He answered her fiercely. "Never."
His words made her heart give a painful squeeze and she sagged against his chest in exhaustion. He took advantage of her surrender to weave his hand into her hair as he rocked her gently back and forth. She felt the tears slide down her cheeks as her breath left her in shallow gasps.
"Why are you doing this? I've already told you it's ok, you and Roland go be with Marian, get your family back. I understand."
She could hear the tiredness in her voice and she felt so very small in his arms. His arms surrounded her and she wanted to stay there forever and pretend he would never leave her but pretending would only work so long, eventually she wouldn't be able to pretend any longer.
"No, Regina. I don't think you understand at all." He told her firmly.
She looked up at him in confusion as she waited for him to continue. She had no idea what he was talking about of all the ways she expected this conversation to go this was the last direction she expected it to go.
"You saw me have a dinner with Marian but that was all it was Regina, a friendly dinner. She wanted to speak with me about a delicate matter."
She searched his eyes believing it was a trick, she was used to being deceived and she refused to believe in his words just to be made a fool of. All she saw reflected back in the blue orbs was honesty. She knew those eyes as well as she knew her own he was after all her soul mate and he couldn't lie to her anymore than she could lie to him. Hope began to rise in her chest and but she had to make sure.
"I don't understand." She whispered. "I saw you together you looked happy, she looked happy."
She felt the raise of his chest as he sighed deeply. He drew back so he could look into her eyes and gently cupped her cheek before speaking in a gentle tone.
"She wanted my blessing. It seems Marian has rekindled a past relationship and she wanted to tell me before I found out some other way."
Regina felt her hope rise even further in her chest as she took in his words yet she was still so confused.
"I understand her wanting to tell you Robin but why would she need your blessing? Why would she believe she needed it when you are with me?"
Robin smiled slightly as he ran his thumb over her cheekbone before answering her.
"Yes, well that's where it gets complicated my love. You see Marian's new flame and I have quite the checkered past. You may say he was an old enemy. In fact, I stole her from him."
Regina frown deepened before his words clicked in her brain and realization dawned on her.
"She's dating the Sheriff of Nottingham?" She asked in shock.
He chuckled lightly and lifted his hand to play lightly with the ends of her hair.
"The very same." He confirmed to her. "She was concerned I would be angry at her for being with him due to our history."
Regina searched his face and was surprised to see no anger or upset at all over this news. She saw nothing but his full attention on her and love as always. Her mind was reeling, not a few moments ago she was convinced she would be saying her last goodbye to him and now he was holding her, refusing to let her go and looking at her with love as he reassured her. She had to make sure though.
"So you're not mad?" She asked in a small voice.
He sighed lightly before dropping his hand to her neck and rubbing soothing circles on the skin. She shivered under his touch as she waited for his answer with bated breath.
"I can't say I'm thrilled with her choice in suitors but she assures me that he wants to change and he's trying to. I have to trust her and she believes he is good despite his past failings."
He dropped his hands to her hips and turned her on his lap until she was straddling him. He lifted his hands to cup both her cheeks and stared deep into her eyes before continuing.
"And who knows better than me how someone can change?"
Her breath hitched at his words and she lifted her hand to run her thumb over the tattoo on his wrist.
"Sometimes we just need someone to believe we can change to make us want to." She whispered.
He smiled at her lovingly and ran his thumbs over her cheekbones before answering.
"Exactly. And Marian may just be that person for him, he loved her dearly once, that's why our feud began in the first place. Marian believes he can be a good man and I trust her judgment. After all I just want her to be as happy as I am, to have someone who makes her as happy as you make me."
His words filled her with warmth and she felt relief flood her, the crippling panic left her and she felt like she could breathe for the first time since she stopped inside Granny's doorway. One last shred of self-doubt remained though and she felt the need to have him confirm it even though he was being pretty clear.
"So you're not leaving me?" She asked her voice timid.
"Never." He whispered back firmly, a gentle smile on his face.
He then wrapped his arms around her waist so he could pull her against his chest. She went willingly, tucking her head under his chin as she let out a deep sigh of relief. Her hands fisted tightly in the material of his shirt as if she was still afraid he would leave at any moment. She felt him place a kiss to the top of her head before his lips slid down to her ear. She shivered as his lips grazed her ear followed by his warm breath against it as he whispered fiercely in it.
"Never. Do you hear me? I'll never leave you."
She let out a sob against his neck as she burrowed closer to him, all the stress of the last hour or so caught up to her and she felt guilt mixed in with the intense relief.
"I'm sorry." She choked out. "I'm sorry I doubted you, doubted us. I don't know what's wrong with me."
He rocked her back and forth gently as one hand came up to run soothingly through her hair.
"Nothing is wrong with you my love, I understand. Life hasn't been fair to you and it's going to take some time for you to believe that everything will be ok, that you now have the life you deserve. But that's ok I'll be here every day to remind you until you fully believe it yourself. And after that I'll still be here."
His words made her sob harder but not out of sadness but the overwhelming feeling of love she felt for him and the joy of having his understanding and patience, something she had never got from anyone before. He had got it so right, when she had seen him with Marian she had reacted in an instant, believing the worst. She hadn't even considered that it was just an innocent dinner between two friends. Her inability to believe that she could be happy, that he wouldn't leave her, had made her unable to look at the situation logically.
He drew back from her and cupped her cheek; his thumb ran under her eye wiping the left over tears away. He gazed lovingly at her before whispering tenderly.
"No more tears my love."
She took a deep breath and that along with his soothing caress on her cheek allowed her to calm down. She lifted her hand and ran it over his cheek, feeling the scratch of stubble under her fingertips.
"I love you." She whispered. "So much."
"As I love you." He answered. "You make me so happy Regina."
His words coaxed from her a genuine smile, which he returned. She loved that her smile made him smile. He had told her once that it was elusive yet she was finding more reasons to smile these days.
She ran her hand from his cheek down his neck to his shoulder, delighting in her feel of the muscles under the skin. She continued her journey down his arm until she could link her fingers with his, lifting his hand so she could place a tender kiss to his palm. She looked at him through lowered lashes and bit her lip as she saw desire flash in his eyes, the way he looked at her always made her feel so wanted, so sexy. Her voice was husky as she asked him almost shyly.
"Kiss me."
He smiled at her request and leaned forward until he was just a breath away from her lips.
"It would be my pleasure." He told her lowly before bridging the final gap between them to press their lips together.
The kiss started out slow and sweet, just lips and warm mingled breath between them as they savored the taste of each other. She loved kissing him, she could do it for hours and not get tired and the soft sigh she breathed against his lips let him know that. He moaned lowly in response and ran the tip of his tongue over the seam of her lips asking for entrance. She granted it in an instance and gasped into his mouth as his tongue brushed against hers the feeling making heat raise in her stomach, which only burned hotter when he threaded a hand in her hair, tilting her head back to allow him to deepen the kiss further. His other hand wrapped round her waist to pull her further against him and she let out a needy whimper as her dress rose up and she felt how much he wanted her against the thin lace barrier of her underwear.
"I want you." She whispered throatily, rocking her hips forward to empathize her point.
He groaned in reply as his hands dropped to her hips.
"You have me." He whispered back firmly as his hands slid down to her bare thighs and rubbed his hands up and down them. Desire so strong she thought it would make her topple over swept over her and she gripped onto his shoulders for support. She felt overwhelmed, not long ago she believed she would never have the freedom to kiss him or touch him again and now she knew she still could. She needed to take advantage of that.
"Please." She whimpered as her hands dropped to the hem of his shirt and began to drag it up hastily. He lifted his arms to allow her to remove the shirt but then caught her hands in his as they went directly to his belt to begin to undo it halting her frantic movements. She groaned in frustration but he just smiled lightly before lifting her hands to his lips, brushing a kiss to the knuckles on each hand in turn.
"You know I want you just as much sweetheart but there's no need to rush, we have all night and I'm going to spend it showing you that you are the only woman I want, the only woman I'll ever want."
Her heart pounded at his words and she leaned forward to bring their lips together again in a heated kiss. Her hands explored the warm skin of his back as her tongue tangled with his relishing in the taste of him, so familiar yet still as thrilling to her as the first time she kissed him. He pushed her coat off her shoulders and dragged it off her arms until she was free of it then dropped it to the floor.
His hand stroked through her hair like she knew he loved to do as the other began to slowly lower the zipper of her dress. Once he had it open he took the time to run his calloused fingertips over the newly exposed skin before both hands dropped to the hem of her dress. She shivered as his hands trailed her thighs, waist then ribs as he dragged the dress up, she gasped into his mouth as his fingers brushed the sides of her satin-covered breasts before tearing their mouths apart so that he could pull the dress over her head.
He dropped it to the floor and gazed down at her hungrily, his eyes raking over her form.
"You're so beautiful." He whispered.
She bit her lip before grabbing his hands to place them on her breasts over her bra.
"Touch me." She rasped out pleadingly and felt heat rise in her chest as he groaned in response.
It still amazed her that she could be so open with him both in life and in the bedroom. She was used to control and she demanded it in all aspects of her life including sex, it had in the past often been used as a weapon or manipulation yet with him she just let go. She felt safe enough to do that with Robin, she knew he would never use her or make her feel stupid and weak because of her desire for him. He just made her feel cherished. She could give herself over to her feelings and be safe in the knowledge that he had her.
She moaned deeply as he rubbed his thumbs over her lace-covered nipples, coaxing them into achingly hard peaks. She rocked forward again against his hardness and he let out a desperate moan of his own before lifting his hand so he could tilt her chin back and drop open mouthed kisses down her neck, stopping to suck on the skin where her neck met her shoulder. His kisses then moved over to the center of her chest and she gasped as she felt the brush of his stubble swipe down between her breasts.
She gripped tightly to his hair with one hand as the other trailed her nails lightly up and down his back as she lost herself in the feeling of his mouth sucking kisses to the swell of the tops of her breasts as his fingers still plucked at her nipples through her bra.
One of his hands left her breast to move round her back, he deftly undid the clasp on her bra before removing it completely and throwing it to the floor to join her dress. She let out a loud cry as his mouth fell to her breast without warning, catching a nipple in the warm confines of his mouth and swirling his tongue around it. His other hand went to her neglected nipple and rolled it between his fingers. Feeling selfish she dropped the hand from his hair to slide down his neck, down his shoulder and arm before moving over to his stomach, scratching her nails lightly over it. He grunted in response against her breast, which turned into a hiss of pleasure as her hand slid down further until she cupped his hardness through his jeans firmly.
He allowed her to caress him for a few moments as he continued to work his magic on her breasts until she moved to begin to undo his belt. He caught her hand and linked their fingers together chuckling lightly against her breast at her huff of displeasure at being stopped. He let her nipple go from his mouth with a pop before lifting his head and catching her mouth in a brief hard kiss. His mouth then moved to her ear and his warm breath tickled against it as he whispered to her hotly.
"This is about you right now." He emphasized his point by taking her earlobe in his mouth and gently scraping his teeth over it.
"I want to touch you." She gasped out as his fingers went back to expertly pluck at her nipples.
"And you will." He answered her. "As soon as I've paid some attention to you."
The promise behind his words make her shiver in anticipation, which only rose higher when his mouth dropped to her shoulder and began to suck gently on it.
What he was doing to her felt wonderful but she needed more, the ache for him was growing and becoming uncomfortable.
"Robin, please." She breathed out while rocking her hips forward to show him where she needed him.
As always he knew what she needed and he coasted his hand down between her breasts and over her stomach until he cupped her over the barrier of her underwear. She threw her head back and let out a deep moan when he began to trail his finger up and down her covered slit, increasing the pressure when he got to her clit, the lace causing a wonderful friction against the bundle of nerves. He rubbed her firmly for a few moments making mewling sounds leave her mouth as she gripped onto his shoulders to steady herself. It felt amazing to finally have him where she wanted him but it wasn't enough, never enough. She ached for him and she let out a breathy `Please' to tell him so, bucking her hips to try and get closer to his fingers. In a movement so quick it had her crying out in shock he curled his fingers in the waistband of her underwear and gave a sharp tug tearing them at the seams and dropping them to the floor to join the rest of their clothes.
She may have complained about him ruining her underwear but all she could let out was a loud cry as two of his fingers entered her making sparks fizzle in her stomach which only increased when his thumb began to circle her clit. Her head fell forward onto his shoulder and she used the position to press open mouthed kisses to his neck between breathy moans. His fingers kept up a steady pace as did his thumb on her clit and she felt a tight knot form in her stomach.
``You're so wet.'' He growled against her ear. ``So warm, I can't wait to be inside you.''
She took his words as an invitation to reach between them again to undo his belt, he caught her hand halting her movements and looped it round his neck, giving her a cheeky smile as she growled in frustration.
``But I will wait.'' He told her firmly and she squirmed against his fingers as she felt the pressure begin to turn to an uncomfortable ache, she needed to cum so badly.
She let out a whiney ``Robin, more.'' Hoping he would increase his pace or pressure to let her come apart but she was shocked when he pushed her back off his knee so her back hit the bed. He was between her legs in an instant, his fingers never stopping their movement inside her but his thumb had left her clit and she let out a whine of displeasure at the loss which turned into a loud moan when he replaced it with his tongue.
``Oh god.'' She moaned as his tongue caused sparks to shoot in her belly and up her spine. Her lover was an archer so it was a given that he would be insanely good with his fingers but dear lord what he could do with his tongue was positively sinful. Better yet was how much he enjoyed it, for many men this part of sex was a chore, something they felt obligated to do. Not for Robin though, he delighted in tasting her, hearing her moan and tremble as he worshipped her with his mouth. As was very apparent now as he moaned against her between swipes of his tongue against her clit, stopping only briefly to tell her how amazing she tasted.
Her hand twisted in his hair as she felt him circle her clit with his tongue before lavishing it with the flat of it, all the time his fingers moved steadily inside her. Her orgasm built and as it did, her moans and whimpers became louder and closer together until all that was coming out of her mouth was a jumble of sounds and incoherent words. She was about to tell him how close she was but he must have known because he lifted his head slightly and told her huskily.
``Cum for me baby, you're so beautiful when you cum, let me see you.''
She let out a whimper at his words which turned into a loud cry when he sucked her clit into his mouth. She threw her head back and arched her back as that along with his fingers curling inside her effectively hitting her G spot threw her head first into her orgasm. Lights exploded behind her closed eyes and she screamed his name as she felt her whole world tilt and shake on its axis, it may have been too overwhelming, scary even but as her orgasm hit she had brought her free hand to lace with his free one which was holding her hips in place. His fingers entwined with hers grounded her, letting her know he had her as his fingers inside her slowed right down and his tongue softly brushed her clit until her screams died off into breathy sighs.
His fingers left her and he placed one last lingering kiss to her clit, just above her belly button, between her breasts before reaching her lips. His heated eyes locked with her half lidded ones and she smiled dreamily at him before hooking her hand behind his neck and pulling his lips down on hers. Their tongues tangled and she moaned as she tasted herself on his. They broke apart breathlessly and pressed their foreheads together, just sharing breath and gazing into each other's eyes.
``I love your mouth on me.'' She whispered to him, slight heat coming to her cheeks at her confession.
``I love my mouth on you.'' He whispered back making the heat raise further.
She thrust her hips up and came in contact with his rock hard member, straining against his jeans, he moaned at the contact and she saw him grit his teeth and take a deep breath. She knew what he was doing, after spending so much time on her pleasure he must be uncomfortably hard now, aching for her as she had been for him, still was in fact. He wouldn't push her though, he always waited for her say so before entering her, knowing how sensitive she could be after such an intense orgasm, he would always hold off on his own pleasure until he knew she was ready for him.
And she was so ready for him.
She reached for his belt and this time he lets her, she eagerly worked the leather free from the loops of his jeans and popped his button before lowering his zipper. She pushed his jeans down along with his boxers and he helped her to push them down his legs until he was able to kick them off onto the floor.
She took his impressive length in her hand and ran her thumb over the tip of him causing him to let out a deep moan. Feeling that they both had waited enough she hooked her foot round the back of his thigh and urged him forward to which he came willingly, hovering over her as he supported his weight on one forearm. His hand covered hers over his member and together they guided him to her wet folds, He ran the tip of himself over her still sensitive clit making her moan deeply before he spoke in a low growl.
``Look at me sweetheart, eyes on me.''
She locked her brown eyes on his and she gasped at how hungry and intense they were. Once he was sure he had her full attention he brought his hips forward and slowly sank into her.
They both moaned as he filled her and he kept still for a few moments just basking in the feeling. Letting him know she was ready she thrust her hips forward and he let out a low moan before drawing his back so just the tip of him remained in her before pushing forward and filling her again. They both set a rhythm, her hips lifting to meet him thrust for thrust. She wrapped her legs round his waist and pulled him forward more, making his thrusts smaller but deeper, the new position made him change angle and she cried out as her head fell forward so she could drop wet kisses to his sweaty chest.
Robin let out a deep moan as she scraped her nails down his back and his breathless voice rang out through the quiet room.
``You feel so good baby, I'll never get enough of you.''
Her reply was a string of moaned words that she didn't even know if he would understand.
``Oh god, Mmmm Robin, don't stop, please never stop. Right there, yes. I love you, oh god I love you.''
He grunted in response and slid one of his hands down her thigh until he could hook her under the knee to place her leg on his shoulder. The new position made him slide into her even deeper and she threw her head back and let out a sound that was somewhere between a scream and a sob. Just when she thought he couldn't bring her any more pleasure than he was already, he dropped his head to her chest and took a nipple into his mouth, circling it with his tongue as his fingers on the other hand went to puck at her other nipple.
She was fast approaching another orgasm, the knot in her stomach was pulled tight like an over-tensed rubber band that was about to snap and by the way his thrusts had become more erratic and the way his moans against her breasts were getting louder and closer together she knew he was too.
``Robin.'' She cried out. ``I'm going to, I'm.''
He lifted his head up from her chest and looked at her, reaching out to cup her cheek, his voice was throaty as he spoke.
``Cum for me my love, I've got you, I've always got you.''
His words along with him reaching between them to rub her clit sent her orgasm slamming into her, she cried out his name as her vision blanked and she felt like she was free falling, tethered to earth only by his hand threaded in her hair and him whispering her name over and over in her ear like a prayer.
Her walls squeezing around him sent him into his own orgasm and he shouted her name as she felt him empty himself inside her.
The only sound in the room were their mixed sighs and heavy breathing as they both came down from the intense high, waiting for their hearts to slow. She cradled his head to her as it fell to her chest and she shivered slightly as the sweat on their bodies began to cool. He felt this and went to move off her, she let out a whimper at the loss of contact as he slid out of her and he gently shushed her before moving behind her to press his chest fully to her back. He pulled the sheets over them both before wrapping his arms around her waist and dropping a feather light kiss to her shoulder.
``Sleep baby.'' He whispered against her shoulder. ``I'll be here when you wake I promise.''
His words filled her with calmness and she fell asleep in his arms as he whispered words of love in her ear.
She woke in the early hours with a start, her earlier fears creeping in momentarily until she felt him still wrapped around her. She felt the intense ache for him again and she gently shook him awake. As soon as his eyes opened and met hers he knew what she wanted and he reached for her with a sleepy smile.
They made sleepy slow love full of mingled breath and whispered words of love until the early morning light filled her bedroom.
From that day forward she never feared he would leave her again.